If this is your first time here, let me explain what we are all about. We are a community started by Emily Wierenga. It was called Imperfect Prose. She is on a bit of a vacation as she has some extra responsibilities at the moment.
If you are new, please check out Emily’s blog. It is one of the most beautiful places on earth, and you need to be acquainted with the woman who made all of this happen!
Painting Prose. I can pick up a brush and change the atmosphere in a room. I simply dip my brush into a can of bisque paint and visitors will stop by and feel refreshed and notice something different, but never be able to put their finger on exactly what that “something” is. Or I can douse my roller in the pan with soft baby blue bringing comfort and peace. Because color can change they way we feel. And so do our words.
I want to baptize the brush of my life in red. That my words may be colored in His Blood and maybe with a little of mine too. Because that is where life is. In the blood. What doesn’t cost me at least a part of my life, doesn’t cost me much at all. And I want to give you more than I can afford. Regardless of the cost.
That our blood would intermingle; His and mine, until you cannot differentiate between the two; His Words and mine. For I can hope for nothing less than that out of the abundance of His heart I would allow my mouth to speak. Our blood, intermingled in His heart; His and mine.
And I no longer remember what it was that I wanted so badly yesterday. Because worldly desires have been pumped pure in His life-organ, purified, seven times by His Words. Until at last I have become a painter and my world is my canvas. I am Painting Imperfect Prose.
Join me in anticipation as dear Emily prepares to lead our community once again. She will be guest posting here next week, and then we will be returning back to her place after Easter.